Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Wednesday, June 04, 2008

Early each Morning


Sings> The soul identifies what only we could
know, it makes the world our own private show.
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Send kisses early each morning, embraces through
out the day, whispers of love for you, in the most
magical of displays.
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The soul indentifies what we could know, it makes
the world our own private show.
~
Paints scenes with color, turns mountains into grains
of sand, warms my heart in bringing you my way.

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